Saturday, March 30, 2013

Mr. Dogfish Head "Raison D'Etre"

If this beer were a man...

...he would talk about his career in the organic culinary field with such  endless fervor, that he could redirect any conversation back to this topic. People around him would wonder if he was truly that passionate about the subject, or if it was just nervous energy and/or that he sincerely lacked the social skills to read others' non-verbal cues of disinterest. As he becomes more comfortable, you sense an underlying depth of someone who has had to overcome an adverse experience, and you listen for contextual clues that might indicate childhood trauma, a history of depression or a substance abusing past. You would feel that if he could just trust you enough to be genuine, that sharing his past had the potential to be a strong bonding experience. Unfortunately it would take months of trying to get him to open up before you realize that you should leave the therapy for your day job. You try not to feel guilty when you end things and your response to the "Can we still be friends" question is, "Ehhhh... I'm sorry...I just don't think so..."

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